It was already late at night, and the lights in the corridor were dim. Cheng Xingwan walked all the way, but he didn't see a single person.

Sang Ning's ward, the one at the end at the other end of the corridor, is far away from other wards and is very quiet.

As soon as he walked not far away, he heard a very hasty sound of a calling bell. Almost at the same time as the calling bell rang, several hurried footsteps sounded from far to near.

Cheng Xingwan turned around, just in time to see a group of doctors and nurses walking towards this side quickly.

Before she could see clearly, she heard someone running out of the ward, so she quickly hid in the darkness beside her.

"Doctor! Doctor! Hurry... Hurry up, save her! Save her!!"

Zhou Meihui's voice was crying, and her tone of voice was almost begging.

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Sang Ning's health was getting worse and worse, and the frequency of emergency rescue was getting higher and higher. Every time, the doctor almost snatched someone from the edge of death. She saw the pain in her eyes, but she couldn't do anything to help her.

After the noise, the corridor returned to silence. Cheng Xingwan poked his head out from behind the pillar and stared straight at the door of Sang Ning's ward.

The thoughts are disturbed, worried, at a loss, distressed, at a loss...

My hands are habitually intertwined, and I subconsciously pick the joint of my left thumb, again and again, again and again...

After an unknown amount of time, footsteps were heard again in the ward, and Cheng Xingwan quickly retracted his head.

The footsteps stopped at the door of the room, followed by a sobbing sound, and Cheng Xingwan recognized Zhou Meihui's voice immediately.

"...God... I beg you to bless Xiao Ning..."

Zhou Meihui suppressed her crying, sighed and kept praying.

"Xiao Ning she... She is a very good girl, filial, sensible, obedient, and very kind. She still has a lot of things to do, please, God, give her some more time, don't... Don't let her leave with regrets... please..."

Cheng Xingwan hid behind the pillar and listened to Zhou Meihui's prayer, and tears flowed down her cheeks. The skin on her left hand was cut where she had been digging, and blood seeped out, but she didn't seem to feel it. Again and again...

And in a dark corner, Cheng Xingwan covered his mouth tightly with his hands to prevent his crying from overflowing.

For Senior Sister Sangning, for Fu Ziwei's mother and son, for herself...

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